As some of you might guess, I'm stressing a bit about the placement thing. Because that's kind of my thing.
Well, about a week ago, I had a dream while I was at Dad's. I dreamed that I had gotten placed somewhere in New Orleans. And when I woke up, even once I realized it was a dream, I felt better. Not because I thought I knew anything from it, but because my subconsious brain saw that I would still go somewhere that was a good fit, even though right now it was stressful.
I'm not going to say anymore right now, so don't ask me, but more information will be coming soon.
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
Patience Blows
*headdesk*
So, I'm supposed to hear about where I'm going to be placed sometime this week. Apparently, they've been waiting on the placement sites to respond, and they haven't.
I am SO TIRED of this helpless waiting to hear where I'm going to be. And I'm frustrated because it's not like it's unavoidable stuff. I've just committed the next two years of my life to this--I don't think it's unreasonable to be antsy about where I'm going.
Watch my ass get placed at a Wesley Foundation in Iowa.
Edit: We interrupt this rant to be...um...non-ranty. More information to come as stuff is confirmed.
So, I'm supposed to hear about where I'm going to be placed sometime this week. Apparently, they've been waiting on the placement sites to respond, and they haven't.
I am SO TIRED of this helpless waiting to hear where I'm going to be. And I'm frustrated because it's not like it's unavoidable stuff. I've just committed the next two years of my life to this--I don't think it's unreasonable to be antsy about where I'm going.
Watch my ass get placed at a Wesley Foundation in Iowa.
Edit: We interrupt this rant to be...um...non-ranty. More information to come as stuff is confirmed.
Friday, June 19, 2009
Birmingham and Books!
I'm currently in Day 2 of the Great Birmingham Adventure (so far, no need for law enforcement...)
So far, hanging out with dad has been fantastic as usual. Since he still has to do silly things like "get a paycheck" and "go to work," I've had most of my days free. So, because I am lame, I have spent approximately 12 of the past 48 hours in bookstores and Starbuckses. (Starbucki?)
I've written a bit, but mostly I've read a couple great books. The first was AUDREY, WAIT! This book was a riot. It's basically about a girl whose ex-boyfriend writes and angry song about their breakup, which turns out to be amazing. The band becomes huge, and Audrey's life gets a little crazy.
The voicing reminds me a lot of Suzanne Young (who, to date, is the only author to actually make me snort Pepsi up my nose while reading.) The beginning was awesome, and while the voicing got a little flat towards the middle/end, it came back at the very end. It was great fun, and also made me decide that I need to go to more live shows.
The book I read today was IF I STAY, which was on the other end of the YA spectrum. This is the story of a girl's decision to keep on living or go on to die after her parents and younger brother die in a car accident and she is suspended between life and death in the ICU.
It's weird--I didn't think the book was that good, but it still made me cry at three separate times. (Also, if you're going to have your main character be a Julliard-bound classical cellist, you should probably not misspell Haydn. Just a thought.) But I liked several aspects of this book--Mia's parents were fantastic, and I ended up really wanting to know where the story was going.
Now I'm out of book again, so I'll have to work on that over the next few days. But more importantly, we're going RAFTING!!!
So far, hanging out with dad has been fantastic as usual. Since he still has to do silly things like "get a paycheck" and "go to work," I've had most of my days free. So, because I am lame, I have spent approximately 12 of the past 48 hours in bookstores and Starbuckses. (Starbucki?)
I've written a bit, but mostly I've read a couple great books. The first was AUDREY, WAIT! This book was a riot. It's basically about a girl whose ex-boyfriend writes and angry song about their breakup, which turns out to be amazing. The band becomes huge, and Audrey's life gets a little crazy.
The voicing reminds me a lot of Suzanne Young (who, to date, is the only author to actually make me snort Pepsi up my nose while reading.) The beginning was awesome, and while the voicing got a little flat towards the middle/end, it came back at the very end. It was great fun, and also made me decide that I need to go to more live shows.
The book I read today was IF I STAY, which was on the other end of the YA spectrum. This is the story of a girl's decision to keep on living or go on to die after her parents and younger brother die in a car accident and she is suspended between life and death in the ICU.
It's weird--I didn't think the book was that good, but it still made me cry at three separate times. (Also, if you're going to have your main character be a Julliard-bound classical cellist, you should probably not misspell Haydn. Just a thought.) But I liked several aspects of this book--Mia's parents were fantastic, and I ended up really wanting to know where the story was going.
Now I'm out of book again, so I'll have to work on that over the next few days. But more importantly, we're going RAFTING!!!
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
Dreams
In last night's dream...
Dani and I were in jail in Australia,
Granny and Gepop moved to the Philippines where rats could walk on the ocean,
We were all nervous because we'd just found out that a US-2 had gotten placed at an auto-body shop in Michigan,
And somehow there was Magnolia Bakery.
Dani and I were in jail in Australia,
Granny and Gepop moved to the Philippines where rats could walk on the ocean,
We were all nervous because we'd just found out that a US-2 had gotten placed at an auto-body shop in Michigan,
And somehow there was Magnolia Bakery.
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
Fun little thing
1. Leave me a comment saying, "Interview me."
2. I will respond by asking you five questions. I get to pick the questions.
3. You will post the answers to the questions (and the questions themselves) on your blog or journal.
4. You will include this explanation and an offer to interview someone else in the same post.
5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions. And thus the endless cycle of the meme goes on and on and on and on...
Nabbed this one from Dani's LJ. It's 2 AM, so I think there should be some leeway on whatever I write...
1) If you could change one thing about your appearance, what would it be?
I really don't know. Mostly because a) the whole appearance debate really sticks in my craw as a feminist and I feel like I shouldn't WANT to change anything about my appearance, and b) I pretty much hate the way I look anyway. But probably my hair--I wish it were something more controllable with less effort.
2) What is your favorite memory from last summer?
Ireland, Ireland, Ireland. Last summer was really amazing in so many ways, but Ireland was absolutely the most fantastic time of my life. There is no way to possibly describe the experience of sitting in a room with talented, golden-hearted people quietly singing songs for each other and for the songs themselves. To live suspended out time, just for a moment, and live in music...I've never experienced it to that degree anywhere else.
3) If someone handed you a 12-hole, wooden, tenor Ocarina in C that hadn't been played in 20 years, what would you do?
I would probably play the theme from Zelda. Because it's an ocrarina. And you knew this, you just wanted to be sure. :)
4) Name a profession you would totally love to try but are completely unqualified for (astronaut? pirate? superhero?). What about this profession appeals to you? ---I stole this from Erin because it's such a good question.
Even though it was suggested, I totes would take superhero. I mean, I really feel like I was destined to have superpowers of some sort anyway. I'm just not quite sure what the hold up is. It appeals to me for several reasons.
1) I'd be a freaking superhero. I could save ANYBODY.
2) I'd be a total BAMF.
3) I really would feel like a much more complete person if I could topple an evil regime of some sort (I'mlookingatyouKingpin.)
5) What is your favorite quote from a book and why?
There's a poem quoted in Derek Jensen's Walking on Water. I think I might actually be cheating around the requirements, but I'm doing it anyway.
You wouldn't think
It would be so easy
To forget
Who we really are
Or that death is always at our shoulder
Or that everything is alive
Or that God is everywhere singing
I think this is the most beautiful poem ever. Truly, in our lives, we do forget. We forget the beauty of the world around us, the quiet whisper of God, the finite nature of our lives. We get wrapped up on what we have to do that we forget who we are. This poem re-grounds me, renews me, reminds me to look for truth and not "forget."
Because it is so easy, and we always have to fight it--to find our center, find our light. To find God in the chaos and the loudness. Even in the noise, there is singing. And when we lose it, lose our place in the song, we lose ourselves.
So keep hearing the song, ladies and gentlemen, and never forget.
2. I will respond by asking you five questions. I get to pick the questions.
3. You will post the answers to the questions (and the questions themselves) on your blog or journal.
4. You will include this explanation and an offer to interview someone else in the same post.
5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions. And thus the endless cycle of the meme goes on and on and on and on...
Nabbed this one from Dani's LJ. It's 2 AM, so I think there should be some leeway on whatever I write...
1) If you could change one thing about your appearance, what would it be?
I really don't know. Mostly because a) the whole appearance debate really sticks in my craw as a feminist and I feel like I shouldn't WANT to change anything about my appearance, and b) I pretty much hate the way I look anyway. But probably my hair--I wish it were something more controllable with less effort.
2) What is your favorite memory from last summer?
Ireland, Ireland, Ireland. Last summer was really amazing in so many ways, but Ireland was absolutely the most fantastic time of my life. There is no way to possibly describe the experience of sitting in a room with talented, golden-hearted people quietly singing songs for each other and for the songs themselves. To live suspended out time, just for a moment, and live in music...I've never experienced it to that degree anywhere else.
3) If someone handed you a 12-hole, wooden, tenor Ocarina in C that hadn't been played in 20 years, what would you do?
I would probably play the theme from Zelda. Because it's an ocrarina. And you knew this, you just wanted to be sure. :)
4) Name a profession you would totally love to try but are completely unqualified for (astronaut? pirate? superhero?). What about this profession appeals to you? ---I stole this from Erin because it's such a good question.
Even though it was suggested, I totes would take superhero. I mean, I really feel like I was destined to have superpowers of some sort anyway. I'm just not quite sure what the hold up is. It appeals to me for several reasons.
1) I'd be a freaking superhero. I could save ANYBODY.
2) I'd be a total BAMF.
3) I really would feel like a much more complete person if I could topple an evil regime of some sort (I'mlookingatyouKingpin.)
5) What is your favorite quote from a book and why?
There's a poem quoted in Derek Jensen's Walking on Water. I think I might actually be cheating around the requirements, but I'm doing it anyway.
You wouldn't think
It would be so easy
To forget
Who we really are
Or that death is always at our shoulder
Or that everything is alive
Or that God is everywhere singing
I think this is the most beautiful poem ever. Truly, in our lives, we do forget. We forget the beauty of the world around us, the quiet whisper of God, the finite nature of our lives. We get wrapped up on what we have to do that we forget who we are. This poem re-grounds me, renews me, reminds me to look for truth and not "forget."
Because it is so easy, and we always have to fight it--to find our center, find our light. To find God in the chaos and the loudness. Even in the noise, there is singing. And when we lose it, lose our place in the song, we lose ourselves.
So keep hearing the song, ladies and gentlemen, and never forget.
Monday, June 8, 2009
Well, crap.
The summer job thing is not working out quite like I'd hoped. I actually just got a big "JK!" from the place I really thought I would be working, so that is unfortunate.
SO...I'm back to haunting businesses with the very convincing sales pitch of, "No, I'm not willing to work weekends...but I have a bachelor's degree in Music Education! I graduated Magna cum Laude!"
Oddly enough, Taco Bell does not care.
That's a lie, I haven't applied at Taco Bell yet.
But it's only a matter of time.
Boo, productivity.
SO...I'm back to haunting businesses with the very convincing sales pitch of, "No, I'm not willing to work weekends...but I have a bachelor's degree in Music Education! I graduated Magna cum Laude!"
Oddly enough, Taco Bell does not care.
That's a lie, I haven't applied at Taco Bell yet.
But it's only a matter of time.
Boo, productivity.
Thursday, June 4, 2009
Concert and Suspension
Life, for me, is still a paralyzed thing. I'm waiting to hear back about a summer job. I'm waiting to have some clue about when the US-2 training will be.
But, in the waiting, there are moments of sheer awesome.
I.E. today I drove down to Burlington to visit a friend I haven't seen in over a year and go to a Decemberists concert. It was fantastic. Spending time with Amanda was great--she's one of those people who when you're around her you just remember that there are beautiful things and people in the world. I also got to hang out with Erin, who I knew only vaguely from my few times at the Wesley Foundation, and meet a few other people who all seemed really cool as well.
The concert: it was great, but a little disappointing. For the first hour/hour and a half, they played THE HAZARDS OF LOVE. The whole album. In its entirety.
That is a LOT of the same kind of thing over and over. And what I love about the Decemberists is their subtlety, the tounge-in-cheek folk tales and clever lyrics.
The subtlety of THoL was basically getting slammed in the temple with a hammer as someone yells,"I'm artistic! I'm different! I'm artistic!"
YES! We know! We're all very impressed with your artsy-ness, complete with a woman who seems to think she has angel wings trying to fly onstage.
I just want to hear the Mariner's Revenge, dammit.
The second half of the concert was spectacular--it was great fun, even if the only real "old" song they played was "Eli the Barrow Boy," which I love. There just wasn't enough of it.
But I still LOVE the Decemberists, and I can't wait to go to a show where they're not pushing an album so hard.
But, in the waiting, there are moments of sheer awesome.
I.E. today I drove down to Burlington to visit a friend I haven't seen in over a year and go to a Decemberists concert. It was fantastic. Spending time with Amanda was great--she's one of those people who when you're around her you just remember that there are beautiful things and people in the world. I also got to hang out with Erin, who I knew only vaguely from my few times at the Wesley Foundation, and meet a few other people who all seemed really cool as well.
The concert: it was great, but a little disappointing. For the first hour/hour and a half, they played THE HAZARDS OF LOVE. The whole album. In its entirety.
That is a LOT of the same kind of thing over and over. And what I love about the Decemberists is their subtlety, the tounge-in-cheek folk tales and clever lyrics.
The subtlety of THoL was basically getting slammed in the temple with a hammer as someone yells,"I'm artistic! I'm different! I'm artistic!"
YES! We know! We're all very impressed with your artsy-ness, complete with a woman who seems to think she has angel wings trying to fly onstage.
I just want to hear the Mariner's Revenge, dammit.
The second half of the concert was spectacular--it was great fun, even if the only real "old" song they played was "Eli the Barrow Boy," which I love. There just wasn't enough of it.
But I still LOVE the Decemberists, and I can't wait to go to a show where they're not pushing an album so hard.
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